FF: The Reinfield chapter one

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Title: The Reinfield.
Rating: NC- 17. Smut Warning not for the squeamish
Chapter One: The Hurting.
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: Buffy has a lot of secrets. This is one of them
Feed Back: YES!
Thanks: Kimber for just being Kimber and for the Beta. Shadowlander for the
inspiration for this story.

The Reinfield: The hurting

Buffy carefully pulled the girl closer. She loved the sounds the exhausted
girl made in her arms. The quiet snores and her ever present purr. It was a
pleasing way to come down from her own post coital bliss. The slayer liked
the quiet time. She used it to reflect, to brainstorm. She needed it to make
a small amount of sense out of the life that was the slayer. 

Turning the girl slightly, Buffy gently ran her fingers down the girl's
side, careful not to wake her. When she reached her bright red bottom the
blond pulled the covers up enough to examine the tender spot for damage. She
was relieved that she had left only reddened areas matching her hand prints
with a few newly formed bruises. Buffy hated when she hurt the girl. Hated
more, that she still did not have a first name to give her. That she simply
used and abused the girl like a play thing, like a tool. Like medicine.

Then again, Duncan was her medicine. The only known temporary cure for
slayer lust. Duncan had been the first major gift Merrik had given her. Well
the first gift after the stakes, crosses, really cool leather jacket, and
other assorted slayer tools. Duncan had be especially bred for Buffy. Or
rather bred for a slayer. The Duncan Reinfields were a major source of pride
among the watchers counsel. That the Reinfields were often held in greater
esteem then the slayers had always puzzled the hell out of Buffy.

Reinfields by there pure nature did not inspire fuzzy feelings. They were
imps bred to be sexual slaves. They were first bred for master vampires as
form of entertainment. Humans broke so easily. 

The worst part of immortality was the boredom. Since vampires never needed
to sleep and couldn't go outside to play in the day light, they had a lot of
time to kill. A Vampire needs to feed about once every 3 days, though most
feed daily. That left a whole lot of hours before TV was invented to kill
time. So for the most part vampires had sex with anything and everything.
Reinfields proved to be good entertainment as well as stevedores in bed. 

Then the Reinfields went out of fashion. They required a great deal of
training and time. New born vampires were in too much of a hurry to have the
patients to train them. Which is why they continued to be generally owned by
only Master vampires, Succubus, Lorian and Tradraca demons. 

...And the watchers counselor. Slayers drew their powers mystically from
there sexuality. That was why slayers were female and mostly bisexual. If
you follow charka maps, there power in short came not from the purple
psychic eye but from there red root. Their core. Pouring that much mystical
energy out of your body can cause a condition in the slayer. Slayer Lust. Or
simply, as Faith once put it, slaying makes you hungry and horny."

As the slayer ages the power and aggression levels grow. The slayer begins
to need release. Release that could be deadly to humans. Even among the
scooby gang, Faith had almost choked Xander to death in the throws of
unchecked lust. Faith had killed 7 Reinfields in her first year of slaying
alone. 

Buffy on the other hand still had her first Reinfield. She really did try
and take good care of the girl. Sometimes she even unchained her and took
her along on patrol. She really did like the small dark hair imp. Even if
she still didn't have a name for her. Then again, The Reinfields had the
kind of psychic energy that caused you to not give them names. To think of
them as "The Girl" or her. Even Buffy had trouble describing Duncan when
she was not present. 

"One really should be able to remember details about the creature one has
sex with on a daily bases for 4 and a half years." Was Giles reprimand
earlier that morning when he had scolded her for not picking up food for the
girl.

Then again who could forget food for a Reinfield. They had disgusting
diets. Duncan lived on raw bones from the slaughter house, worms from the
bait shop, potting soil and coca-cola. The girl loved cola, chocolate and
crayons. Then again Duncan was barely five years old. Chronologically old
for a slayers' Reinfield.

Reinfields grew to adult size in a matter of weeks once they were born. They
were implanted in an egg state by the male into a human female. They grew to
infant size in a week or two, without harming there human host. Afterward
they were buried for a few weeks into non salted soil to grow to adult size.
When they rose they were adult like in nature, except for the ability to
speak. Most Reinfield didn't really learn to speak until they were 12 to 15
years old. 

Buffy, smiled thinking about her Duncan. She really was proud of the girl.
The little olive skinned dark headed girl had already begun to use
rudimentary speech. Buffy was always impressed by the girls intelligence.
Duncan's child-like behavior tended to give the illusion that she was a
child but the girl was an adult. A cunning one at that. 

Buffy pulled back the girls hair and leaned in to kiss her. The image of the
training sessions Duncan would give any master vampire danced around in her
head. She was tempted to wake the girl and spank her again then take her
hard, fast and mean. Fucking her until she whimpered and cried. The slayer
had done that often enough. She loved the feel of the girl while she fisted
her, loved the way she squirmed when pinned to the bed under her as the
slayer hammered in and out of her ass over and over again. No human could
take the pain, the sheer abuse and torment that she put the girl through and
still lived. But what she loved most about the girl, why she was so careful
not to do too much damaged to her, was the purr. 

Duncan often whimpered and cried, even tried to squirm away if the pain was
too much but the girl always purred during sex. Purred and came incredibly
hard. She always came as often as Buffy would allow her too. Faith never let
her Reinfields cum. Never allowed them to enjoy there lives. Then again,
Faith went through a Reinfield a month before she joined the mayor's staff.
Good knows how the mayor dealt with Faith's slayer lust. 

Buffy was startled out of thought when Duncan's legs parted a little wider.
She had not realized her hand was stroking the girls pussy. It always amazed
the blond how fast Duncan could ready herself for sex. How wet her folds
could get, how warm and comforting the feel of her mound was as it sheaved
her hand. 

The slayer sat up and pulled the girl across her lap as she herself sat up.
She didn't want to start at a painful valiant pace this time. She wanted
Duncan to enjoy this experience with her. Reaching over to the side of the
bed, Buffy laid the toys she wanted to use within easy reach. Buffy
caressed the girls bottom, then slid her fingers into the girls pussy
wetting them easily in the think fluid that flowed from the land of Canaan.
Buffy slipped two fingers into the girls anus carefully not wanting to hurt
her too soon. As she began to torment the girls ass, she picked up the
riding crop. It was a good slayer exercise, fucking and spanking the girl at
the same time. 

The slayer just let herself get lost in the feel of the girl, in the rush of
mystical power, of slayer lust. She wanted to make the girl cry, to beg, to
hurt. The spanking could have lasted ten hours or ten minutes, Buffy never
knew how long she beat the girl once she let go and let the lust take
control. The girl's crying and shaking and cumming and purring were the only
things that registered in the slayers mind. 

Buffy was now drenched in her own sweat, she could feel the fluid leaking
out of her own vagina as the latest of her lasts orgasms extended over her
body. Flipping Duncan face down on the bed and pinning her, Buffy tossed the
whip to the side and snapped on the belt on an overly large dildo. It was
one Faith had given her. Wasting no time Buffy shoved it deep in the girls
bowels. Her lust was rewarded as the girl yelped in pain. God how the first
slayer loved to cause pain.

Buffy had started thinking of the "lust ridden slayer" inside as the first
slayer. It made her actions easier to swallow if she could blame them on
another. She knew she was really hurting the girl but she needed to make her
suffer. And the loud purr was exiting her, egging her on. God she loved the
way Duncan squirmed, the feel of yet another orgasm exploding out of the
girl. The evil slayer part always wanted to stop Duncan's pleasure, to stop
the squirming that was rubbing the sheets against the girls swollen clit. 

As Buffy stretched out her mind into the little Reinfield, she was over come
by the overwhelming satiation and pleasure she was giving the suffering imp.
It was the motivation she needed, and it sent her over the edge. She came
screaming a single name, "Willow" then she collapsed still connect by latex
to the girl.

Buffy didn't know how long she slept on top of the whimpering girl but from
the sun light outside the windows of Angels mansion she guessed most of the
night. Buffy removed the phallus as carefully as she could but the damage
had been done. It always scared her when she saw the amount of blood her
sessions left behind. 

Duncan for her part slide off the bed and into a ball on the floor. By the
way the girl was still crying Buffy knew she must have really hurt her. The
girl now had whip marks over most of her body. Her bottom and thighs had
clearly been whipped with Buffy mental bull whip. In the moment of
connection. In the moment of release the magic exited the slayers body and
entered the Reinfield. Still connect by the mystical and latex tether the
magic continued to flow into the girl. Punishing her, torturing her with the
slayers most sexually changed thoughts. In absorbing the energy the girls
body paid the toll.

Since Buffy didn't remember anything after calling Willow's name she could
only assume she worked the girl over several more times before the lust ran
it's coarse and she again fell asleep inside the girl's ass. Buffy never
knew if she had physically of mental caused the damage. Even her watchers
who sometimes observed her sexual practices could never answer the question.

Buffy left the bedroom and made coffee. She checked to see if Giles called.
It was of some curiosity that Riley and Willow never keep notes on were she
sleep at night. Then again, Giles always covered for her. Buffy had moved
the girl into Angels mansion after angel returned form hell to watch over
her lover as he recovered. It was a far nicer place then the abandon keepers
cottage at the end of cemetery row were she kept the girl chained down
before housing her lovers together.

After a couple of cups of coffee and a shower, Buffy laid out food and
medication for the girl as well as her books, crayons and some chocolate
treats. Giles had forbidden letting the girl watch TV all day. So Buffy had
bought her comic and children's books along with some coloring books. It
seemed to keep her happy.

Buffy returned to the bedroom to put the girl on her longer chain that
reached through most of the house. She was hoping the girl would be up and
cleaning the bedroom. Instead Duncan was trying to pull the sheets off the
bed but was too racked with pain do more the curl back into a ball. Buffy
changed the sheets herself and moved the girl onto the bed and covered her.

"How about I tell you a story?" Buffy knew the girl loved stories.

"Plea - plea - please."

"Ok. How about I tell you the story about a Reinfield and a slayer."

>From the bouncing on the bed and the girls smile Buffy took it to mean "yes"




"And the weird award goes to...." -Buffy